Accidentally Assisting

Chapter 10 - Why are you crying?

In the next few days, Jungkook and I get along a little better. Sometimes, I catch him staring at me with a wicked grin and mouthing "scaredy-cat" across the room, making me roll my eyes.

Yes, Jeon Jungkook and I officially have an inside joke now.

Luckily enough, he hasn't told his hyungs about any of this. Yet. I've got to be careful with Jungkook; I never know what he'll use as blackmail material against me someday.

Which gets me to the point that irks me quite a lot: Jungkook has seen me embarrass myself and do dumb things for countless times since we started working together. However, he is always freaking unreproachable. I've never witnessed him doing or saying anything ridiculous.

Maybe it's the many years spent in the spotlight, but one thing is confirmed, Jungkook is a thousand times cooler than I'll ever be.

If we spend more time together, perhaps he'll end up showing me more of his goofy side. Because I also need blackmail material on him, just in case. I don't like how unbalanced our relationship is.

The next week is super busy as the boys are giving interviews and preparing for their upcoming Love Yourself tour. Besides, just the amount of events coming up in 2019 make me exhausted already. Every evening, I'm already so tired that the whole room is spinning around me when I go to bed. However, whenever I talk about our workload with any of the BigHit staff, they express their joy about the fact that these last weeks have been a "calm" period.

"Calm" period? If this schedule is already killing me, I don't know how I'll survive the next months.

I'm baffled as to how Jungkook has been working this hard every single day in the last six years.

When I come home on Thursday evening after a long day, all I dream of is my bed. However, I still need to make dinner. Even though I could afford to eat out much more now that I have a salary, I don't want to waste money that I could spend on travels with Eun in the future.

A hollow laugh escapes my lips at this thought. Ha. Vacation. As if that would ever happen.

For me to go on vacation, Jungkook would have to go on one first, and that's not a concept he's familiar with.

Sighing, I decide to make some pasta with tomato sauce and to add some grilled zucchini on the side. That'll make me feel healthier. While I gill the zucchini, Eun facetimes me, and since I haven't seen her in five days, we have a lot to catch up on. In fact, we have so much to talk about that I completely forget my food.

Completely.

I only remember what I'm supposed to be doing in this kitchen in the first place when the smell of burnt food catches my attention. As I turn around, I see that the zucchini has turned black – wholly burnt.

No. That's not possible. My heart sinks.

"Jungkook just came home, I'll call you back," I tell Eun as I hang up. I don't want to admit to her that I can't cook even the most basic of things.

Gosh, I'm such a loser.

Then, I start to cry.

The exhaustion, the fact that I'm going to eat boring pasta with no vegetables because I'm freaking incompetent, and the amount of coming workload all just come together in my head.

It's just too much.

The stress has overtaken my body.

"Rose? What's going on? Why are you crying?" Jungkook is suddenly standing behind me. How the hell does he always sneak up on me like that?